Hurt Produces Hate

When you have been hurt,
Hate is very present.
It dwells on your mind,
And in your heart it has taken resident.

People around us try to put on a smile;
A good front before others.
But, not front with God.

Men and women, boys and girls
Are bruised and battered,
Torn and tattered.

Their joy is gone,
And now their heart
Is somewhat like stone.

Don't let hate destroy your heart.
Ask the Lord to forgive you.
With Him find a new start.

Remember, my friend,
Hurt produces hate.
On a scale of 1 to 10,
It has a very high rate.

Shut the door to the past.
Have life, eternal
That will forever last.